A Quiet Night

Emily became aware of bright light filtering through the heavy canvas tent, and the noise of people moving around nearby. They sounded very close, but as she awoke she knew it was just the sound travelling through the open air. Her nose and lips were tickling, and she slowly opened her eyes to see Denaasi’s golden hair splayed out across the pillow. The Queen was curled up into a ball, facing her, with her head on Emily’s upper arm, her face nuzzled against her breast. One of Denaasi’s thighs was between Emily’s legs, with one arm draped across her waist. Emily thought this was such a lovely way to wake up, it didn’t feel uncomfortable or weird, especially after all the weirdness of yesterday. She absent-mindedly wondered whether she was wearing her panties still, and whether Denaasi was wearing any clothes? She didn’t mind if she wasn’t, but was quite interested to know for sure. Her friend sighed, her breath warm against her skin as she placed a hand on her bare back. Her skin was soft and smooth, and Emily slowly moved her hand down toward Denaasi’s waist, eventually resting on the curve of her bottom. She did seem to be naked, and Emily very slowly moved her hand further, over her hip, as her Queen shuffled and moved her body closer.

A loud voice brought both girls back to the real world with a start.

‘Queen Denaasi? My Queen? Where are you?’

Denaasi looked up and blinked. ‘In here!’

Bob rushed into the room, then turned away as he saw the girls in bed together. ‘Oh, sorry,’ he looked shocked. ‘Queen Denaasi, we need to talk. Outside in a minute?’

‘Hmm, yes, we do need to talk.’ Denaasi was suddenly all business. ‘Let me dress, I’ll join you momentarily.’

‘Very good,’ he said, glancing back at the scene before he rushed out again.

‘How did you sleep, gorgeous?’ asked Denaasi mischievously. She smiled and her blue eyes sparkled with not a trace of having only just been rudely awakened.

‘Oh, really well,’ yawned Emily.

Denaasi laughed. ‘Me too, worse luck!’ She leant forward and kissed Emily briefly on the lips. ‘Thanks for protecting me, my brave knight.’

She stood up from the inflatable bed, somehow managing to do this fairly gracefully. Emily felt shy seeing Denaasi stand, but still she watched her lift the white gown over her head as she turned, glimpsing her full breasts, flat tummy and curved hips before the dress tumbled down to cover her. ‘Hey, you’d better get dressed and join us,’ the Queen said, sweeping her blonde hair away from her face. ‘Today is going to be busy, and we need to give Bob a good talking to.’